Sometimes, in the summer, you wake up way too early on a Sunday morning, especially after a night of adventures. The runners are up, and maybe some lawn waterers. Looking and feeling only slightly disheveled, you get coffee and stand in a public fountain because, well who’s going to stop you? Everyone’s still asleep. Then you come home and lay in your bed still made from the day before until it’s just too damn hot. Because this is summer. (Taken with Instagram)
